My final this evening was at the extension at Inderkum High School. I had a high school kid try to holla' at me. It was funny. Here's what transpired:
High School B-Ball Player: Dang Shawty! I like dem jeans.
Me: Back off kid. Don't you know that I'm old enough to be your ridiculously hot and smart thirty-something-year-old auntie?
(Shocked) High School B-Ball Player: Oh my bad miss. I didn't mean to disrespect.
Me: Recognize, son. You should really try a more respectful approach with the young women. Ya feel me? Peace.
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